Chapter 42: Watching Him Smile
"Terrible?" Zenith frowned at Kylian’s reaction this time, as he could vividly see a hint of fear in his ocean eyes directed towards him. It sparked his curiosity when he asked, "Well...what are you imagining now in that little pretty head of yours?"
"I can somehow grasp the situation I am in now..." His voice shook a little as Kylian’s face turned anxious when he spoke, glowering at Zenith, "Since growing up, I knew how vicious Alphas could be if they want to. Especially, those who stand up against bullies like you, undoubtedly you would want to eliminate them in the cruelest way possible, isn’t it? And that’s the same intention you bear towards me as well, right?"
"Huh?" His words further confused Zenith, but before he could ask more, Kylian vigorously shook his hand which was tied to him with that handcuff before he grumbled.
"Forcibly abducting and bringing me here against my will, and now...as just a moment ago you told that man it might take a few hours inside...so it all makes sense to me now! Admit it, you...brought me here to remove my organs before killing me, right?"
"What?" This time rather than confusion, Zenith’s dazzling white face looked seemingly surprised, as he almost blurted out in a shocked pitch. Not only he, but Mr. Clark too seemed equally baffled at Kylian’s words, standing uptight with a gasp parting his thin lips.
But before they could recover from their shocked state, the sneer on Kylian’s face turned more bitter as he continued his grumble towards Zenith, "I have seen pretty common situations like this in several documentaries since I was a kid, so now...you can’t fool me with your lies, bastard!
"You must have brought me here to cut me open and have my organs removed before killing me off, didn’t you? The organs of a strong healthy grown guy were always said to be in high demand, so you could even earn dirty money by selling off your organs, as well as eliminating the boy who disobeyed you, right? Admit it to me that you that kind of scum, you punk!"
Standing in front of such a deluxe hospital and lashing out at Zenith who was the only son of the most influential family of the city, the situation was too humiliating for Mr. Clark since several other people were watching the ruckus curiously.
His major concern was that most of the people surrounding them were also from influential families, and if a word about this chaos reached Dolemort’s ears, then along with Zenith, this boy’s life might get in danger as well!
Barely keeping his stoic expression intact, Clark approached closer to them before he tried to calm down Kylian while he was not in the mood to listen to him, "H-Hey, tone down your voice, boy! What are you talking to—"
But without paying the slightest attention to Mr. Clark, Kylian continued lashing aloud at Zenith, almost attempting to punch him as he clenched his fist.